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Does this still remind you Of the season where the trees shed all their leaves? Well isn't that just terribly ironic... So pull the poem off the paper From the drawer where you keep your letters Let's try to fit these words you've written to these chords Take these leaves and bury me Beneath your sheats I promise not to make a sound. You and me, you know that we Never had a chance 'Cause I can't breathe when you're around. Songtexte I plan on making you believe That I am more than wilting leaves That fall off from the shaking trees in fall I'll be the blood dried on your cheek That stains your sheets while you're asleep The scars you hide beneath your sleeve from all... Take these leaves and bury me Beneath your sheats I promise not to make a sound You and me, you know that we Never had a chance 'Cause I can't breathe when you're around Someone call an ambulance 'cause this is where it gets good "And no one said no sliding down your throat" "I will never be 18..." Aus Songtexte Mania